Thunder & Lightning vs Love & Lust: Strip Smother Collar Chaos

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Storm was no stranger to taking a smothering, but being stripped, stretched, and snuffed out in the sweaty groin of her similarly naked male opponent was certainly new, and not in a good way. Her last, humiliating moments of consciousness had been pretty grim. The darkness, when it came, was almost a relief from the frustratingly degrading way the match had ended for the women.

She awoke with a jolt, and a throbbing pain in her head. Her cheek burned where Jamie had slapped her, and she disorientingly found herself in a new position from where she had passed out, now slumped against the turnbuckle.

Three defeated, naked wrestlers now sat in their respective corners, with the gloating Jamie celebrating in the centre of the ring. The enormity of her defeat hadn’t quite registered with the smother-addled Storm, and she felt a stab of snarling anger. Without even pausing to wipe the sweat from her flustered face, she instantly snapped.

“You fucking arsehole, I’ll kill you!” she growled at the showboating Jamie, and immediately scrambled upright, intending to lunge at her leering opponent.

Which is how she found out about the collar. The leash on her neck pulled taut mid-lunge, pulling her back to the corner with a painful, jarring bump. She sat right back down on her ass, seething as the crowd jeered.

Storm, red-faced, turned her evil glare on Lyssa. “This is your fault!” she hissed, as her partner bit her lip and avoided eye contact. Whilst Storm was being a vocally bad loser, she did have something of a point in that Lyssa had been the one to set up this bout. The blunette pouted, musing on how to try and make the best of this bad situation, given they were now at the mercy of the boys!

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With Storm’s collar officially fastened around her neck, Jamie Harper would take a few steps backwards until he had returned to the middle of the ring, admiring his handiwork as he went. Certainly the most physically imposing person within the ring, the sight of the big Scotswoman naked and bound to the edge of the ring brought a smirk to Jamie’s face, and the sight of all others around him as he took a bow painted quite the picture as the match was called. Of course, the sound of applause only lasted for so long before Storm would wake back up from her nap, and her angry cries would be mixed in once more. Fortunately for Jamie however, her leash held fast and prevented her from lunging at him, leaving her to angrily shout at Lyssa as Jamie took a moment to walk over to his own partner.

“Need a hand?” He teased, leaning over to unfasten the collar around Angel’s neck, freeing the ditzy blonde from his restraints. Once Angel was out, he’d roll his head a few times before walking back with Jamie to the middle of the ring, this time taking a bow together. And then, with a teasing smile from both men, they’d split up, as Angel approached Lyssa and Jamie approached Storm, the blonde looking to retrieve the blue haired woman with a smile on his face.

“Sorry about this! But you were really amazing! We’re gonna have tons of fun, trust me!” Angel happily babbled as he grabbed Lyssa and began to escort her from the ring and up the ramp! Jamie, with the angry Storm as the woman he was escorting, was a bit more cautious.

“Anytime you want round two, you know where to find me. But for now, you get to join me on my victory lap.” Jamie said with a wink, being careful to keep Storm on a literal short leash, exiting the ring and walking the big Scotswoman up the ramp, as Love and Lust turned around and gave one final wave. And with that, all four wrestlers would disappear backstage, with the effeminate males having conquered the thunderous duo of Storm and Lyssa!


Winners via KO: Love & Lust